They gave her four stitches.
When Jo found her crumbled on the floor, she’d started repeating just one phrase while bawling her eyes out.
-I´m sorry!, I´m sorry! I´m sorry! I´m sorry!
Her hand was bleeding badly and Jo was afraid she was having a psychotic break. So she slapped her face and she went silent.
-Come on Ally, we have to get you to the ER!-Jo commanded, while pulling her up by the shoulders. She turned around and found a clean cloth on the kitchen counter. She wrapped her hand in it to try to stop the bleeding. Then she pushed her through the door and into her van, speeding to the hospital.
-Talk to me, Ally!- she urged her while driving like a crazy woman, but she didn’t answer.
She remained silent all the way to the emergency room. She remained silent as they cleaned
